'You are okay with me Jessie...' Shirley Loggins had told her, '...as long as it's all stopped.' From then on, they got along like a house on fire. To cement the more trusting nature of their new relationship, Shirley Loggins had given the cousins her private phone no. 'You never know when you might need it....'
'Been clean since Queenie popped her Doc Martens,' Jessie had said – 'Honest!'
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'Only six years? Six years!' Dimps repeated. 'How is that possible? You r**e and kill a young girl - she’s only fourteen and all you get is six years!' Dimps was incredulous, as was Evelyn. It was Shirley Loggins who had to explain it to them…his lawyers had convinced the jury it was an accident, a true accident, that he had not set out to kill her, and that yes, he had pleaded guilty to
